I was 15 years old when I became pregnant I had been with the guy for only 7 months. I was in so much denial, that I kept it to myself, the baby’s father and lastly i told my sister, which is how my Mother found out. The first thing my mom said was we are going down town to the clinic monday morning. I had no say so about my baby. It hurt me so much and the father he was so against me getting an abortion. I was 22 weeks when I went down there I wish I could have waited a little longer and I would not have been able to get the abortion done. It hurts and kills me everyday to know I was forced to have my first-born killed. RIP BABY IM SORRY YOU HAD TO ENDURE THAT PAIN. YOU DID’NT ASK FOR THAT NOR DESERVE IT.
My name is Lorelle. It feels like it happened yesterday. I remember my boyfriend telling me that everything will be OK and that he was here for me. I walked into the room and waited for them to call me. I took some medicine so I would not feel as much pain. From there on things happened too fast. The medicine kicked in faster than expected, so they started their procedure. All I can remember is holding my boyfriend’s hand. I wish I could remember more. Now all I remember is that a month ago I killed my baby…and I am so sorry.